Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Small Dragon's Fun ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

A Small Dragon's Fun

Chapter 4

Warnings: Mokuba's POV

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I woke up feeling cold. Wasn't there somebody there, holding me earlier? I scrunch my nose as I try to open my tired eyes. When I do, no one is there. I immediately sit up, thinking Bakura had left me alone on purpose. I wince when I feel a shift at the foot of the bed. I sigh in relief when I think it's the bandit. Of course, I couldn't be more wrong. It was his hikari, Ryou. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, but of course, it sticks like a frog purposely lodging itself there to become your voice box. I open my mouth to speak, but I couldn't. Damn frog!

Ryou stares at me with concerned eyes. I wonder why. It's not like I was beaten up by the bandit last nigh. I grow nervous and try to pull the sheets up to my chest.

"I bet you're wondering where Bakura is," Ryou spoke.

I nodded reluctantly and attempted to speak again. "Y-yes. Are we in trouble, Ryou?"

As if on cue, he flinched from my question. "I don't know Mokuba. It depends."

His British accent was thick with disappointment. I was going to guess we <i>were</i> in trouble. I lowered my eyes to the sheets covering my lower half. "I'm sorry, Ryou. I'll get dressed and leave."

Ryou started to giggle, his innocence returning just as sudden as it had left. He shook his head as he crawled toward me on the bed. "No, don't worry about it, Mokuba. Bakura is back in my mind. He told me that he had a gift for me sitting in his room. He wasn't joking. It's quite a gift." He reached out to touch my cheek. I allowed him to, but not without looking stunned. Did he just say what I thought he said? Was I supposed to be part of their wettest desires and dreams or something? I blushed involuntarily.

Ryou started to giggle harder. He leaned in to capture my lips. Once again, I allowed him to do something sensual. His lips were softer and gentler than Bakura's. I moaned under his ministrations and released my death grip on the blankets. He wrapped his arms around my body holding me tenderly. I was enjoying this new sensation. I wanted more, so I pressed harder against his lips. It seemed to work, because he licked my bottom lip, seeking entrance. I opened my mouth to let his tongue slide in. It felt strange and exhilarating. We started a tongue battle, but I lost quickly. His tongue explored my mouth, discovering each new crevice that <i>I</i> didn't even know I had. We broke apart to regain our breaths.

He released me from his arms and pushed me back against the bed to undress himself. I watched with intense interest. As soon as his milky chest was revealed to me, I wanted to reach up and stroke those hardened nipples. What's wrong with me? I have never imagined doing this with anyone. As if my hand had a mind of its own, it reached up and tweaked one of the rosy buds, causing the white haired man to moan in pleasure. I like that sound coming from him, so I did it again. Another lovely sound. I used my other hand to do the same with the other nipple. To my surprise it turned Ryou on even more. I slid my hands down to his waists and tugged on the sides of his jeans, indicating I wanted them off. I wonder how big he is. I already knew Bakura was large from the incident last night. My curiosity wasn't disappointed as his erection slipped out from its confines. I purred deeply in my throat. Ryou practically beat Bakura.

Ryou smiled down at me as he kissed my forehead and threw his pants down onto the floor. He lifted the covers off my body, causing me to blush again. I felt strange being naked in someone else's bed. He lied on top of me, accidentally grinding our erections together and sending a white passion into my eyes. That felt so good. I thrust my hips up, wanting to feel that wonderful friction again. I could hear him chuckling softly. I know he felt the same way, because I saw him throw his head back and gasp sharply, a faint blush crossing his nose and cheeks. I wonder if Bakura could feel it to. He has to. It's like I can feel his presence as well.

Okay, I truly wanted to feel him…them inside me. It really didn't matter. I just wanted to be fucked senseless. "I…I want you inside me." I tried to sound pathetic as possible.

Ryou smirked as he reached down to grab his pants from the floor and pulled out a small tube of lube. He coated his three fingers and positioned them at my entrance.

I closed my eyes tightly as I felt the first one enter and move in circular motions. It hurt, but only like a tight pressure. He then entered the second one, which practically made me cry out. He spread his fingers apart, stretching the tight muscles, and then inserting the third finger. Okay, now this seriously hurt. I threw my head back against the pillow, allowing my tears to escape. I didn't cry out. I didn't want him to think I was weak. I finally relaxed when his fingers could move in and out easily. I spread my legs further apart, hoping it would help more, and it did. When he curled his fingers up I felt him hit something that caused me to have an orgasm. I groaned in pleasure and wanted to feel it again, so I pushed down against his fingers. I saw Ryou grin from the expression on my face. He knew he hit the right spot. I whimpered when he pulled out and grabbed the tube again. I watched as he coated his cock with the substance and then positioned it at my entrance again. I wanted to shake my head and say no. If the three fingers hurt, then I could only imagine how his dick felt. I took in deep breathes and he plunged into my heat, forcing me to clinch around him.

Ryou let out a moan. At first, I couldn't tell if it was in pleasure of pain. I was going to go with pain with the way his nose scrunched up. He lifted his hand to my face. I winced, thinking he was going to hit me, but I was wrong. He gingerly stroked my face and moved the bangs from my eyes. "Relax Mokuba. I know this hurts, but you'll gradually start liking it. Maybe even love it," he reassured.

I nodded and relaxed my muscles. I heard him sigh in relief. I waited until he was fully inside me before I took deep breaths and wrapped my legs around his waist. When I finally assured myself that it was comfortable, I pushed myself up against his organ.

He moaned as he pulled out to the tip and plummeted back in.

It felt good after having him thrust back into me again. I became lost in a haze as he began to thrust faster and harder, stretching the tissue even further. "Hn…yes…harder," I begged. I could feel my own member stabbing his abdomen as he came back into me. It was tormenting, but I had to ignore it. I suddenly gasped when I felt a warmth envelope my cock. It was Ryou's hand. He started to pump it in time with his thrusts. I swear that he just read my mind. I clinched the sheets tightly as I felt that same tightness in my groins from last night. I whimpered and watched the dim colors exploded before my eyes. I cried out as I shot my load all over the front of him and his hand.

Ryou seemed to be disappointed, as if something didn't satisfy him just yet. A deep frown was pressed against his lips. Oh God! What if he wasn't like Bakura and he hated it when people came all over him? However, that wasn't the case when he started thrusting into me and pumping my dick again. What the hell was he doing? Wasn't my cumming not good enough? I groaned loudly as my erection returned. He lifted my waist with his other hand, positioning his dick to hit upward. When he did that, he hit the same mound of nerves he did earlier with his fingers. That's why he wasn't happy just yet. He wanted to hear me scream in pure ecstasy. He started ramming into the spot repeatedly with his thrusts, causing me to lose it. I cried out his name as I came all over him again. This time Ryou paused as he hunched over me and shot his own load into my canal. I could feel his warm essence flow inside me, as if they were flooding into my veins.

I looked up with hazy eyes to see that Ryou's face was covered in my seed. I watched his pink tongue glide over his lips, tasting me. He pressed his lips against mine so that I could taste myself. It was salty, yet had a sweet vigor to it. Then, all of a sudden, as if being knocked out by a club, he fell over onto his side next to me and fell asleep. I wanted to laugh, but decided against it. He looked so peaceful and beautiful lying there. I relaxed as well, but didn't fall asleep, even though the exhaustion was tempting it. I just closed my eyes when I felt someone lingering over me. I opened one eye to see that it was Ryou, or the darker half of him. "Bakura?" I whispered.

The bandit grinned as he took my lips harshly and used his hand to massage my inner thigh. I blushed, enjoying the touch.

"I see you enjoyed that, Mokuba," Bakura whispered exotically into my ear. "Do you want to do it again, but with me this time?"

I smiled passionately and nodded. "What about Ryou?"

"Don't worry about him, he'll be out for a while," Bakura sneered and licked my neck.

I giggled. Jeeze! I wonder what I'm going to tell my big brother?

The End

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A/N: The reason I ended this story so soon was because I wanted to start on another one involving Joey x Seto. I might write a sequel to this one, but it'll be a one shot…or the epilogue…don't know. ^^; We shall see.